[ Despite how long of a day he's had, Felix is pleased with how well he kept up with Dimitri. He'd always prefer an overwhelming victory, of course, but he'll take this without complaint.
With Dimitri's weight suddenly upon him, his knees threaten to buckle, but he stands tall and lets his practice sword clatter to the ground by their feet so he can wrap his arms around him. One hand grips his cloak while the other buries itself in his now sweaty blond hair. ]
Warn me before you collapse next time. You're heavy. [ There's no real bite to his words, though. He briefly presses his cheek against Dimitri before tilting his head just enough to press a feather light kiss to his hair. ] ... I missed you, too. [ A murmur, only for his ears. ]
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With Dimitri's weight suddenly upon him, his knees threaten to buckle, but he stands tall and lets his practice sword clatter to the ground by their feet so he can wrap his arms around him. One hand grips his cloak while the other buries itself in his now sweaty blond hair. ]
Warn me before you collapse next time. You're heavy. [ There's no real bite to his words, though. He briefly presses his cheek against Dimitri before tilting his head just enough to press a feather light kiss to his hair. ] ... I missed you, too. [ A murmur, only for his ears. ]